Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 374 The Razor Party

The dense night covered most of the rooms inside the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street. If it weren't for the street lights that gave the people in the apartment a little bit of poor vision, they might not even know what was happening outside.

A "stone" flew in from the anti-theft window, broke the glass window of the kitchen, drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, flew into the kitchen, and rolled to Chen Yan's feet.

Chen Yan looked down subconsciously, and his soul was about to fly out. Under the dim light, the "stone" less than [-] centimeters away from his feet was actually a grenade whose fuse had been pulled out. !

At this moment, some thoughts flashed through his mind:
I don't know if the wish appears in the form of a spirit body, but the Messiah is a real flesh and blood body. If this grenade explodes here, the Messiah will definitely die.

The soaring adrenaline activated his brain, and the trembling and calm nerves gave him the illusion that time had slowed down, and the confidence that he could do it——

He thinks he can fix that thing.

So he stood up and kicked the grenade on the ground.

The kicked grenade returned to the air, and slowly drew a parabola. Everything in front of Chen Yan's eyes slowed down at this moment, so that he saw the shattered grenade inch by inch, and the sparks blooming from the shattered places.

After flying out a distance of less than 1 meter, the grenade exploded.

In the dimly lit restaurant, the grenade during the explosion was like fireworks blooming in the dark world, dangerous and beautiful.

The next moment, the boost from adrenaline disappeared, and everything in front of him was no longer in slow motion.

The sound of the explosion erupted in his ears in an instant, and the ignited smell of sulfur mixed with saltpeter was as pungent as death. Chen Yan subconsciously raised his arms to resist, even though he subjectively knew that it would be useless.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the sound of the explosion that lasted for a moment quickly disappeared, followed by the sound of cracking furniture and the shattering of the bread oven. The baked and extremely solid clay particles were scattered, and these small things were as hard as bullets.

Numerous clay particles hit his face, but Chen Yan could no longer feel the pain. The exploding shrapnel took away most of his vitality long before the clay particles, and the air wave generated by the explosion knocked everything in his chest into pieces. A mess.

He fell down, only Messiah's bewildered eyes remained in his field of vision, and the faint roar of wish came from his ears.

He lost his vision and lost consciousness.

Wish stormed out of the restaurant in a rage, while the Messiah crouched beside him, brushing his hand over his shattered cheek.

"Now is not the time for a reunion."

After coming to this world, the girl spoke for the first time.

"This world is far more complicated than we imagined. The road home is full of thorns. My vision of the road ahead is blocked, so I can only try it out step by step."

"We're close to the first truth...and when the answers are revealed, we can set sail."

"Brother, you have to work hard."

She brushed his cheek and said again:

"God of life with the will to die, we share the same body and have become inseparable sisters. Can you help your sister and use your divine power for me?"

"As a reward, I will help you find the death you want."

By the time she finished speaking, she had picked out the last foreign object like shrapnel inside Chen Yan's body with her hands.

Immediately afterwards, a blush appeared in her pupils.

Under the darkness, that crimson was like a glowing hook jade.

She held his face, emerald green moss oozed from the skin on her arms like sweat, crimson haze escaped from the crimson jade in her pupils, lingering around the moss.

If Chen Yan is still awake, he will immediately find that these emerald green mosses are almost exactly the same as the [bloodthirsty strains] isolated from Gottlinde's body.

Moss grew rapidly with the crimson mist, and spread from her arm to Chen Yan's face.

Moss spores danced happily in the dark and broken dining room. They jumped into Chen Yan's damaged body and became the filling for his broken body.

Under the cover of crimson, those accumulated moss spores gradually transformed into new flesh and blood.

Everything happens in a few seconds.

A few seconds later, Chen Yan recovered as before, lying on the ground, her breathing gradually stabilized.

The girl finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell headfirst on top of him.

Chen Yan only felt a pain in his chest, and suddenly opened his eyes in confusion.

The image of "before death" came to mind for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at his body.

The body... is completely fine!
He looked at Messiah lying on his chest, and at the next moment he remembered the blush in her pupils when she was born.

'She... used that life force! '

'Did she use it, or the original owner of that power? '

His thoughts were chaotic, and he turned his head to look around in stress.

'Wish? '

He struggled to stand up, picked up Messiah, and prepared to send her to a safe place first.

It was also at this time that Marina and Jack Baldo appeared at the entrance of the restaurant who heard the voice and rushed over.

The former snatched the unconscious Messiah from his arms, and looked at him with flustered anger, vigilance and anxiety in his eyes.

The latter said in a deep voice:

"I saw a familiar figure, it was the decorator during the day!"

When the four of them left the restaurant together, the long string of kerosene lamps on the first floor of the apartment was lit again, a gust of cold wind blew, and a figure smashed from the gate to the floor of the hall, followed by Ogami's figure.

While seeing this scene, Chen Yan heard an inexplicable voice of wish and surprise:
'You... you are not dead! '

In order to show that she is fine and reassure her, Chen Yan joked, "It's almost there!"

Wish's next voice was full of doubts:

'Yeah?something is wrong with you...'

Chen Yan didn't have time to talk to her, but just looked at the person who fell in the hall.

It was the 40-year-old Goliath with cloudy blue eyes during the day.

Ohgami, standing beside him, said:
"This guy put a second switch for the long string of kerosene lamps, and that switch was hidden outside the apartment, so he could operate the switch from outside and just turn off the lights... He planned it out during the day."

The Goliath man grabbed his octagonal hat from the ground, stood up expressionlessly, put on the hat, and straightened it upright.

"have nothing to say."

Chen Yan kicked him down:
"It's extremely vicious, isn't it?"

The man stood up stubbornly, straightened his octagonal hat fiercely, and just stood there, glaring at Chen Yan viciously.

Chen Yan and him looked at each other for a while, then kicked him to the ground again, pointing at his face.

"The ones you should rob are those unscrupulous bosses who don't pay you wages, those factory owners who make you work overtime until you die, and those who make you work from morning till night, and deduct wages even when you go to the bathroom. Garbage man."

Chen Yan pointed to his nose:
"Not me!"

The man still had a fierce look, but there was already a little confusion in his eyes.

The confusion was exactly the same as the confusion that Chen Yan saw in the eyes of the drinkers in the Mouse Lane tavern, it was the confusion of the unknown.

Chen Yan didn't know what he was thinking. Could it be "why can't grenades kill people?" or "Which rich people are clean? Didn't you steal your money from others?"

Chen Yan took out his mobile phone.

"You can't figure it out, don't you understand? It doesn't matter. When you get into the game, you have plenty of time. Think about it slowly."

Chen Yan said, and dialed the police number of the Walker Street Police Department.

"This is apartment 33 Walker Street. I want to call the police. Terrorist attack...OK."

The residents of Walker Street are old workers who pay enough taxes to pay the salaries of the police officers in the Independence Street Police Department——

Especially for the residents in the first half of Walker Street, the police officers of the Street Police Department always pay extra attention to them and will try their best to ensure their safety, because their life safety is linked to their wages.

Less than 1 minute later, the siren sounded on the street, and then a brand-new fuel vehicle with the logo of the Yanan City Police came quickly and parked outside the platform of the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street .

Two new policemen came who Chen Yan hadn't seen before. One of them frowned when he saw the Goliath man, and motioned Chen Yan to speak in another place.

Chen Yan brought the policeman to the restaurant, and the policeman frowned even more as he looked at the wreckage.

But his voice was very low, as if he was hiding something.

"Mr. Chen, I have to remind you that this man is a member of a new gang.

The boss of the gang has a wide network of contacts and many methods. He had a younger brother who robbed and murdered him. He was originally sentenced for more than 20 years, but he got a letter of guarantee issued by him the next day and was released on bail. "

Chen Yan frowned after hearing this.

The police officer continued talking in his ear, as if he wanted him to accept his suggestion:
"Even if we catch him today, he will be bailed out by the gang soon.

At that time, he will look for opportunities to retaliate. We cannot protect you at any time. "

The police officer said in a persuasive manner:
"What do you think of this? Let's not file a case first, and you will pretend that you have never reported to the police. We will ask him to pay you the money for repairing the restaurant, and this incident will never happen."

Chen Yan asked:

"What's the name of that gang?"

The policeman looked troubled.

Chen Yan handed him a 10p note.

The embarrassed expression on the policeman's face disappeared, and he lowered his voice further:

"It's the razor gang on Birmingham Street. There are not many of them, but they are very ruthless and have no bottom line. They dare to do anything. There will be problems one day, so don't worry, the Holy Light will avenge you sooner or later. !"

Chen Yan frowned: "There are not many people, what do you mean?"

The policeman took his money, although it was not much, but it was enough to buy these not very valuable news:
"The Razor Party is a small family-run workshop with only a dozen or so core members. The leader is Thomas Gilbert. He is in his 20s and has no education. Take belt buckles and stones wrapped in handkerchiefs to kill."

"This person seems to be the black glove of a big boss in the city... Ahem, I can't say that."

(End of this chapter)